Wednesday, August 31, 2016

a small rain


Tuesday, August 30, 2016

drawing order from chaos

beginning . . . again . . .




Monday, August 29, 2016

morning reflections

on my way in to set up my classroom this morning . . . .




Sunday, August 28, 2016

Saturday, August 27, 2016

late summer

in the hills of cavan . . .


Friday, August 26, 2016

by the canal

this is where sawer creek empties into the otonabee river at lock 25 on the trent canal . . .


Thursday, August 25, 2016

mantis

to my son's and my absolute surprise and joy, this little beasty landed on a gift from a recently reconnected friend . . . . my dad always said . . . "animals cross your paths for a reason . . . ."


Wednesday, August 24, 2016

chrysanthemum

a beautiful gift from an old friend. 
chrysanthemums are one of the signs that my favourite season is on its way- autumn!



Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Monday, August 22, 2016

instructions for living a life . . .

“instructions for living a life. 
pay attention. 
be astonished. 
tell about it.” 


mary oliver



these little plants found a tiny crack in my driveway and rooted themsleves in the soil underneath . . . 

Sunday, August 21, 2016

cool fingers . . .

the first fingers of autumn are reaching between the slats of the blinds 
and making their way into my home. 


Saturday, August 20, 2016

a ride to millbrook . . .

a sweet ride down to millbrook for brunch at the Pastry Peddler.
beer and pastries with good buddies Drew and Kris . . . .


brunch for myself . . . !it was 11:05 a.m. perfectly legal!



and i worked off all the calories right afterwards . . . 


Friday, August 19, 2016

fish sitting . . .

while my daughter is away, i am fish sitting this colourful beast!


Thursday, August 18, 2016

rain . . .

finally!






Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

old habits . . .

sid dropped by late in the afternoon . . . 
it was pretty clear that he was in a less than sterling mood. 
he pushed past his moodiness briefly and took up his "guarding steven's porch" position . . . 
then suddenly, he got up and ran down the neighbour's driveway to terrorize a cat passing through . . . 

old habits . . . .



Monday, August 15, 2016

monday breakfast

under gorgeous summer skies . . .



Sunday, August 14, 2016

under a summer sky

sitting by the river under a beautiful summer sky. 
the best place to be to remember - and be grateful for - all that is good and hopeful in my life.



Saturday, August 13, 2016

Friday, August 12, 2016

a hot ride

a super hot ride with friends . . .



Thursday, August 11, 2016

creek pools

i spent time this afternoon by jackson creek at murray and bethune. i shared the experience with two old gentlemen who were sitting on big boulders enjoying beers in the shade provided by the trees. they were so excited to point out a muskrat, some small mouth bass clustered in a shrinking pool, and a wood turtle.


Wednesday, August 10, 2016

work underway . . .

my latest painting . . . maybe one-third of the work is done . . .




Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Monday, August 8, 2016

Sunday, August 7, 2016

porch in motion

a night time photo of my front porch - i was playing with the camera as i took the shot of course.


Saturday, August 6, 2016

Friday, August 5, 2016

fifty nine

portraits of the blogger as a fifty-nine year old man . . .

Thursday, August 4, 2016

a little spot

i had a beautiful bike ride this morning . . . here's a little spot i stopped at along the way . . .

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

the big fluffies

riding under the big fluffies as they admire their reflections in the river . . . .


Tuesday, August 2, 2016

this little flower

this little flower, growing beside my garage, (and i've never had a license let alone owned a car so perhaps this little structure needs to be renamed)), this little flower speaks as loudly of this place i call home as anything i can point to and share. 
the last three days i've been cleaning this home of mine, and reaffirming my relationship with it as a place i come to for sanctuary. (life is beautiful, and then also very very hard work and so i truly need this space). then also, i work to create and provide a safe, loving space for my children - yes, they are "grown-ups" but they love my Love in the same way i love theirs. i say "hey, my babies . . . let's share this Love that is us in a good (clean!) space!"

in this moment i honour this flower.


Monday, August 1, 2016

flowers in the drought

i'm so in awe of the plants that have survived, and especially those that have magically made flowers, in this long-lasting drought . . . .